Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Belgium and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Index to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Roger Hodgson,
China Crisis,
Radiopuhelimet,
K-Klass,
Soulsonic Force,
Gerry Rafferty,
Barbara Tucker,
Iggy Pop,
Mo-Dettes,
Whodini,
Junior Murvin,
The Mummies,
Erykah Badu,
Wire,
Panda Bear,
Harmonia,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Ohio Players,
Tommy Roe,
Von Mondo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Smoke,
The Gun Club,
The Busters,
The Trojans,
Moby Grape,
Black Sheep,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bobby Byrd,
Au Pairs,
Soft Machine,
Lebanon Hanover,
Quantec,
Tears for Fears,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joe Smooth,
JFA,
The Dirtbombs,
Grey Daturas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Quadrant,
Nation of Ulysses,
Brand Nubian,
Terry Callier,
A Certain Ratio,
Peter and Kerry,
Alice Coltrane,
John Cale,
the Slits,
Idris Muhammad,
Derrick May,
Kerrie Biddell,
The American Breed,
Davy DMX,
Aloha Tigers,
James White and The Blacks,
Rosa Yemen,
Desert Stars,
X-Ray Spex,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.